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Congratulations on achieving an A-level acting skill (skill levels are divided into five levels from highest to lowest: S, A, B, C, and D, representing exceptional, world-class, professional, proficient, and beginner, respectively)
[Simulation ended, returning to the real world...]
Yuto Itsuka sat at his desk, clutching his chest.
The pain of being hit by the truck was so real that his mind went blank for a moment.
No, perhaps it's not just that.
In addition to the physical pain, there is also a sense of emptiness and melancholy that comes from the depths of the heart.
Sakurajima Mai...
Just by silently reciting that name in my heart, the memories of the 64 days we spent together come flooding back like a tide.
"call--"
He remembered the system saying that there might be a Mai Sakurajima in the real world, perhaps a screen idol, or perhaps just an ordinary high school student.
But that has nothing to do with him anymore.
The Mai Sakurajima in this world has no experience interacting with him; they are the same person, yet not the same person.
"Just consider it a beautiful dream," he whispered to himself.
He will not search for it, nor will he disturb it; he will carefully seal this memory and emotion in his heart.
"Let's focus on the present."
Once the decision was made, the oppressive sense of loss lessened considerably.
He decided to find something else to distract himself, so he turned his gaze to the computer screen, which displayed the second volume of "Farming King," a key plot point where the male and female protagonists' relationship was heating up.
Before this, his mind went completely blank when faced with this plot.
He can logically construct a grand fantasy world, design a farming and development path for the protagonist, and depict exciting battle scenes, but he just can't write the subtle sense of interaction between two people.
The interactions he creates are dry and stiff, full of presumptuous, artificial sweeteners, to the point that even he himself can't stand them.
But now and then.
Whenever he closes his eyes, memories of his time with Mai Sakurajima flood his mind.
"Come on! Let's pour Mai's heart into it!"
With a loud roar, Itsuka Yuto began typing furiously.
……
Before I knew it, the sky outside the window had changed from dark to bright.
When Yuto Itsuka typed the last period, he let out a long sigh of relief. His back was soaked with sweat, but he was unusually excited.
He glanced at the word count at the bottom of the document and realized that he had unknowingly written nearly 20,000 words!
Good heavens, 20,000 words a day! Is this really me?
Yuto Itsuka couldn't help but sigh.
The emotional scene that he had been struggling with for weeks was finally presented perfectly, and its subtlety and sincerity surprised even himself.
Those words are his story with Mai Sakurajima, and also the story of the male and female protagonists in "The Farming King".
As if bidding farewell, he stood up, walked to the window, and drew back the curtains. The morning light pierced through the clouds and shone on his face.
Wuhe Youdou 21 ((III) I abandoned my stroll 2 Standing in front of the window, the corners of my mouth curled up.
Now, nothing can stump him anymore.
A brand new week is about to begin!
……
"Itsuka-kun! Itsuka-kun!"
Yuto Itsuki groggily opened his eyes and saw his friend Yoshihiko Kamigo turning his head to look at him with schadenfreude.
He subconsciously looked forward.
On the podium, Hasumi Yoshinoko was looking at him with amusement.
The girls in the class also took this opportunity to openly turn their heads and look in the direction of Itsuka Yuto.
Oh, so he fell asleep during class.
Yuto Itsuka, who was standing as punishment at the back of the classroom, thought to himself.
The punishment of standing only lasted for two minutes. Seeing that Yuto Itsuka looked listless, Yoshiko Hasumi couldn't help but let him go back to his seat first.
At the same time, she gave him a look that said, "Come to the office after class."
The bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Yuto Itsuka followed Yoshiko Hasumi to the teachers' office.
Seeing the dark circles under her student's eyes, Hasumi Yoshinoko asked with concern, "Are you alright? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Yuto Itsuka nodded and yawned. "I'll just rest during lunch break."
Upon hearing this, Hasumi Yoshinoko took out a small green glass bottle from her desk drawer and gestured for Itsuka Yuto to lower his head.
"This is?"
"I bought this medicated oil at a convenience store in Ikebukuro. My teacher usually puts a couple of drops in when she doesn't have any other products, and it works really well!"
Hasumi Yoshinoko dripped some Tiger Balm into her palm, then gently applied it to Itsuka Yuto's forehead and temples.
Knead it and press it.
The cool touch instantly dispelled some of the drowsiness.
"Thank you, Xiaolian."
Because Itsuka Yuto had his head down, the two were quite close, and when he spoke, Hasumi Yoshinoko could feel a breath of hot air on her face.
She could also see his not-so-firm chest muscles through the open collar of his shirt.
"Alright, alright, hurry back to the classroom after you're done applying it." She pushed Itsuka Yuto away and fanned her face with her hand.
She added, "If you encounter any difficulties, be sure to tell your teacher. Never try to do any dangerous part-time jobs on your own."
She knew that her student had a strong sense of self-respect and had refused all help from relatives since her parents passed away, living alone on the inheritance left by her parents.
Although he has never caused her any trouble with his studies, that's precisely why she's even more worried that he might be pushing himself when no one is watching.
Yuto Itsuka grinned, putting on a reliable smile. "Don't worry, teacher, I won't go to Shinjuku before I turn eighteen."
"You're not allowed to go after you're eighteen!"
"Hi hi."
"So, it really isn't some weird part-time job?"
Yuto Itsuka shook his head. "I told Ren before that I was writing a light novel, right?"
"Uh-huh."
"So, last night I suddenly got inspired and couldn't control myself, so I wrote a little more. After I finished writing, I realized it was already morning."
"Yeah, it's just that the plot I was stuck on for a long time suddenly clicked, and I finished writing it all in one go. I feel like I've been elevated." Itsuka Yuto stretched.
"You..." Hasumi Yoshinoko looked at him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, "Even so, you still need to take care of your health."
"Hey hey—" Itsuka Yuto deliberately dragged out the tone.
"At yesterday's study session, Tanaka and Sato were both very grateful to you..."
"Ah, but I won't agree to do it next time." He nipped Hasumi Yoshinoko's hopes in the bud.
Even if Kamigo or Onodera were kneeling before him now, he might not agree, let alone anyone else.
Well, if it were Kato who asked him for a favor, he could consider it, since he still owes him a favor.
Hasumi Yoshiko smiled and shook her head. "I didn't mean to ask you to agree. The teacher has already arranged for other students to tutor them."
"so."
"If there's nothing else, I'll head back to the classroom now?"
"Well, let's go."
……
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[P.S.: I saw a really bad but also very apt description today: "69 vomiting and diarrhea"...]
Volume 1: Chapter 61: The God of Love Who Saved the Light Novel Industry
Yuto Itsuka managed to get through the remaining two classes in the morning thanks to the magical power of Tiger Balm.
The moment the lunch break bell rang, he almost instantly collapsed onto the table.
"Hey, Itsuki, dinner's ready." Yoshihiko Kamigo came over and nudged his arm when he saw him like this.
Yuto Itsuka didn't even have the strength to lift his head, and could only mumble, "Go ahead, let me sleep for a while..."
"Itsuka-kun, you can't skip meals." A gentle voice sounded from the side.
Kato Megumi also came over at some point. She took out a small plate and put a thick omelet from her lunchbox into it.
"I made this this morning. It might not taste very good, but you should eat some to tide you over."
Yuto Itsuka struggled to sit up halfway, picked up a thick omelet with his chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth. "Thank you, Kato-kun."
"Mmm, delicious," he exclaimed sincerely.
"That's good." After saying that, she returned to her seat and quietly began to eat her bento.
Yoshihiko Uego watched in disbelief, pointing at Yuto Itsuka and then at Megumi Kato, with an expression that said, "When did you two become so close?"
"A girl feeding me... Damn it, why didn't I get any!"
Yuto Itsuki ignored his wailing, ate something, felt much better in his stomach, and his spirits recovered somewhat.
He took out his phone, opened his email, and found Machida Sonoko's contact information.
After hesitating for a moment, he sent the nearly 20,000-word document as an attachment.
Email subject: Regarding the romance section of Volume 2 of "The Farming King".
Email body: Editor Machida, this is the draft I finished last night. It's about the part where the male and female leads' relationship is developing, which I've been stuck on. Please take a look and see if it's usable. If not, I'll revise it.
Sending completed.
After doing all this, he tossed his phone into his pocket, lay down again, and this time he was truly asleep.
The girl at the next table had stopped eating at some point and was glancing at his sleeping face out of the corner of her eye.
……
in the afternoon.
The editorial department of Fuzugawa Bunko.
Machida Sonoko held a cup of black coffee, her eyes blankly staring at the computer screen.
In the document in front of her was another writer's manuscript, which was submitted half a month late. The content was dry and the plot was cliché, making her blood pressure soar.
"Sigh..." she sighed, feeling that her hairline was receding again.
Just then, my email notification came in with a new message from "Beautiful Girl Knight".
"Oh? Itsuka-sensei?" Machida Sonoko perked up.
She held immense admiration for this young, diligent, and exceptionally successful writer who never missed a deadline.
She opened the email, saw the title and the body, and nodded knowingly.
She knew that Yuto Itsuka was having trouble with romantic scenes and had even confided in her about it before.
It looks like this is the first draft I submitted, and I want her to help me check if the direction is correct.
"Let me see what kind of love story our innocent Itsuka-sensei can write." With a teasing smile, she clicked on the attachment.
Upon opening the document, the first thing that catches the eye is a dense mass of text.